Welcome to my blog ... i'm not quite sure where i'll be going with it, but you are welcome to come along for the ride. If you can't stay for the whole trip, stop in when you can.
Saturday, a "sign" came in the mail ... well, I guess you could look at it that way. It was the fall program catalog from the YMCA. Hmmm. Yeah, that's subtle. It's not enough that my clothes don't fit, or i want to scream every time i see a picture of myself (the ones i can't avoid, that is.)
No, the mail gods have deemed it their responsibility to deliver the message themselves.
It is a message i need to listen to. i should have listened a year ago, when all the pounds i'd worked so hard to lose started creeping back, ounce by ounce, pound by pound.
i should have listened months ago, when my favorite jeans -- the ones i could practically slide out of -- couldn't manage to contain the sucked-in stomach.
i should have listened weeks ago, when, well, i just should have listened.
so we -- i -- have to start back at square one.
today, i dusted off the scale.
hey, it's a start.
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